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SomberEven before she walked through the door of the church, the young Princess Selene Nocte Luna of the Equestrian Empire had decided she disliked funerals. The clothes were terribly scratchy, and silence among so many ponies was unnerving to her. Though Princess Luna enjoyed silence, with so many other ponies milling around morosely in the courtyard, afraid to break it, she was utterly disturbed. Her sister, the young Princess Helios Diem Celestia of the Equestrian Empire, seemed perfectly at home, however. Princess Celestia was known, at least to her sister, as an impeccable actress that took joy in adapting to the environment around her; she walked beside her sister with carefully-planned somber footsteps, her expression a mask of fragile and broken sorrow for a pony she had never met.
That pony was Queen Callista, a very distant cousin of Princess Celestia and Luna’s mother, the queen of the earth. Queen Terra strode beside her daughters now, alongside her husband King Cielo, rule
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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